There’s a T-shirt for that. TSM.
There’s a T-shirt for that. TSM.
Adopting an underprivileged teenager and having him become an NFL star. TSM.
I have to make a conscious effort to not look at myself in the window of every building I pass on campus. TSM.
Dear standards,
sorry for partying. TSM.
Behind every good TFM is a great TSM.
Don’t expect me to get on my knees unless I can clearly see yours. TSM.
I’m not your slampiece, you’re my fratslam. TSM.
Wait… drinks cost money at the bar? TSM.
On gamedays, I shotgun Nattys in $300 Lilly dresses and my grandmother’s pearls. TSM.